Tuesday, December 28, 2010


Mondays are good when there are blueberries for breakfast and most people sleeping in til eleven thirty and having breakfast again when Paul is awake and cooking eggs for me. Mondays happen when it is raining and I'm saying goodbye to brother & his girlfriend who are just beginning to make brownies in the super yellow kitchen, and I'm saying goodbye to mum & dad who are picking homegrown fruit and feeding the cows in the pouring rain.

So these kind of Mondays happen when Paul & I are driving 500 odd kms south, eating kfc, taking unflooded shortcuts, listening to beethoven and laughing at the increasingly sexual overtones of a triple J radio host. We are going places we are.

1 comment:

╩Łaimee said...

Oooooh safe travelling <3 Have fun